Ella Enchanted Page #4

over the boiling cauldron,

no doubt lulling the ogres

into a false sense of security.

Who's to say it wouldn't have worked

if you hadn't come barging in?

I see the score currently stands

at chivalry two, gratitude zero.

Look...

You're right. I'm sorry.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- You're bleeding.

- Hm?

Oh, it's just a scratch.

You'd better let me help you with that.

- So, will I live?

- I think the odds are in your favor.

So... where were you headed?

The giants' village for a wedding.

I'm meeting my godmother.

That's on our way back to Lamia.

We'll accompany you.

That's not necessary.

It makes it so much easier rescuing you

if I don't have to commute.

I'm so glad I was here

for this interesting development.

- Look, I really appreciate the offer, but...

- Are you crazy? Tell him to come with us.

Come with us.

So, traveling with an elf?

Your boyfriend couldn't make it?

- No.

- Oh.

- Because I don't have one.

- Oh.

Your girlfriend doesn't mind

being left alone?

- I don't have a girlfriend.

- Oh?

- I have many.

- Oh.

I'm kidding. Shouldn't believe

everything you read in "Medieval Teen".

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Prince Charmont, permission to speak?

- Sure.

- You know the word coincidence?

It just so happens I was on my way

to meet a certain royal someone

in order to discuss some career options

currently unavailable to...

Slannen wants to petition the kingdom

for the right to become a lawyer.

- A lawyer?

- Why not?

There were no laws against it

when your father was king.

That's not really my area of expertise.

My advice to you

would be to talk to my uncle.

I'm sure if you make a good argument,

he'll come round.

Well, thank you for your... advice.

- What?

- You're about to become king.

You'll have the power to make a difference

in the world and you don't even care.

It's not like I asked to become king.

I've had no say in the matter.

Well, thanks to your uncle, there are a lot

of people who have no say in the matter.

Nobody should be forced to do things

they don't wanna do.

Take it from somebody who knows.

Ella! Ella!

You're not finished yet.

You work until sundown.

The giants have always been

gentle. Why are they treated like slaves?

I'm sure my uncle doesn't know about this.

He couldn't.

Maybe you can get

to the bottom of this at the wedding.

Maybe you can find

your godmother.

Whoa.

They're not so bad.

I thought they'd be all so big and scary.

Didn't hurt.

I hope this is a good idea.

They must hate the royal family.

They'll respect your courage

at showing up here.

Besides, they don't hold grudges.

They're bigger than that.

Prince Charmont.

What are you doing here?

No grudges, eh?

Well, I thought that maybe this would be a

good time to possibly have a heart-to-heart.

But now I'm thinking I should come back

when there's been a little less drinking.

He's here as a friend

to hear your complaints.

Then welcome.

I'm looking for someone.

My godmother, Lucinda.

She was over there earlier.

Thank you. I'll be right back.

Excuse me. Is Lucinda Perriweather here?

Too late, sweetheart.

She left about an hour ago.

Do you know where I can find her?

Last I heard,

she was somewhere living in Lamia.

Do you know where the bathroom is?

Benny, show me Lucinda.

Looks like she's getting an FWl.

- FWl?

- Flying while intoxicated.

- She could be anywhere.

- Ow!

Sorry.

Agh!

Ooh.

I'd no idea things were so bad.

I promise, first thing after my coronation,

I'll help you buy your farms back.

I'll hold you to that.

- I'm sorry to interrupt.

- No problem. We were done.

That's a fine young man you have here.

He's not fine. I mean, mine. He is fine...

Never mind.

So have you seen Slannen?

We have to leave.

My godmother's on some kind of bender.

You can't leave now.

It's the middle of the night.

You have to stay for the party.

OK, I'll stay.

I appreciate your enthusiasm,

but you don't have to stay.

I don't wanna make you do

anything you don't wanna do.

Thank you, Char. For everything.

So I'll see you around?

But I wish you would stay.

I guess one more night wouldn't hurt.

Mmm. Yuck.

So you're looking

for your godmother Lucinda?

She was supposed to be here,

and now I have no idea where she is,

and I need to find her

as soon as possible bec...

Because I miss her.

OK.

- Did you think of trying the hall of records?

- No.

We have every year's census in the castle.

It's not open to everyone,

but I could probably pull a few strings.

Char, I can't tell you

what that would mean to me.

Well, then, it's settled.

You come with me to Lamia tomorrow.

OK.

- I gotta hide. They're after me.

- Who?

The giants.

They want me to sing. I don't sing!

There he is. There's our little entertainer.

Mr Koopooduk, I know you may find this

hard to believe, but Slannen doesn't sing.

- Well, how about you, then?

- Me? Oh, no. I couldn't.

- Now, come on.

- Please don't.

Sing.

Louder!

Give it a little more soul!

Dance!

I love singers.

Really?

Because, you know,

being an elf, I love to sing.

You know, I hope

you don't mind me saying this,

but you're much prettier

than I would have expected.

Oh, I know. Giants are supposed

to be big, ugly and mean.

It's because of stories

like "Jack and the Beanstalk".

Stinking Grimm Brothers.

I've seen weirder couples.

None that immediately come to mind,

but still.

My stepsister Hattie would die

if she knew I was here.

She's the president

of your fan club, you know.

Oh, Hattie, yes. Thank you.

Now I know what name

to put on the restraining order.

No, you're lucky.

I wish I had brothers and sisters.

My mother passed away

before she had any more children and...

My mother passed away, too.

Oh.

You know, she used to sing me

to sleep every night.

My father used to sing to me,

loudly and very off-key, but...

I still miss him.

I have Edgar, I guess.

He's not such a bad guy.

He risked his life to save my father.

And he brought me up as his own son.

I know you don't like his politics much,

but I'm sure when I tell him about

the giants, he will correct the situation.

Yeah, or you could.

It took a lot of guts for you to come here.

Look at the way you smoothed things over.

You're a natural at this.

Wow, is that almost a compliment?

Almost. Now, don't go getting a big head.

Your crown won't fit.

You know what else?

Tomorrow I'm gonna go to my uncle

and I'm gonna ask him

to repeal the elfin restrictions.

Slannen will have his day in court,

if I have anything to say about it.

I think you're gonna be

a great king someday.

Your father would have been proud.

Thanks.

I think he would have really liked you.

Kiss me.

That wasn't an order, you know.

I know.

I want to look 25 at tonight's ball.

What do you suggest?

A time machine?

May I recommend our newest procedure?

Bat faeces and oxen blood.

Batox.

Works wonders, although I do caution you,

some people have

a temporarily bad reaction.

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